"What nursing?" Marion asked.

Debra blinked at him. "You don't know?"

"Not really."

"It means stimulating milk production for women after they've had a baby."

Marion pondered. "Is it for men too?"

"Only for women."

"Got it. If you ever want kids in the future..."

"You'll make soup for me?"

"I won't let you drink it."

"Why not?"

"I've heard it's painful for mothers to breastfeed. I don't want you to go through that."

back her giggles. "So, if I don't breastfeed,

"Formula," Marion replied matter-of-factly.

"Dummy, if the milk isn't expressed, it'll still

sounds perfect. If you ever feel lonely, we can move to that house in the mountains and keep cats

Debra's heart softened. "Okay."

the table and

room.

the kitchen, she turned a corner and bumped

Kale's face tightened as

writing on

Lowe

fish soup," Kale replied curtly before

mothers. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she called out loud enough for the study's O occupant to hear, "Isn't fish soup for nursing mothers? Mr. Lowe, don't

postpartum confinement."

face darkened at

oblivious to the implications, placed

here is your fish

avoid Debra on

blinked, confused. "Why would

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